Sunday, April 28, 2013
U-shaped...
What do we do when the heart is torn out
When there is nothing left but a u-shaped void
Let me once more touch you
let me stretch across the vastness
and caress you
let me reach in and hold your heart tenderly
For I long to see myself again in your eyes
and shower in your giggles
For nothing and no one fills the u-shaped void
the wilderness memories, the vast, unending starkness
of life without you.
Existence
If not my love
then my friend
If not friendship
An acquaintance
If not an acquaintance
Then mere existence
For
without you
life is not living
but with you...
life unfolds
reveals its full joy.
then my friend
If not friendship
An acquaintance
If not an acquaintance
Then mere existence
For
without you
life is not living
but with you...
life unfolds
reveals its full joy.
Revealed
A drapery diaphanous
she flows
through windows open
slowly billows
And though beautiful in calm...
through breezes her strength revealed
a kinetic, moving grace
yawning, draping, whipping, gaping
she flows
loved, cherished, adored.
she flows
through windows open
slowly billows
And though beautiful in calm...
through breezes her strength revealed
a kinetic, moving grace
yawning, draping, whipping, gaping
she flows
loved, cherished, adored.
Let me hear you
To hear again her voice
tower carillon over blue covered miles
And though fear from unknown creeps
my heart leaps, skips beats
And in her words
her sun-ray warmth beamed
bathed and melted
pouring over her
like molten chocolate
all that is me
To hear her voice again.
tower carillon over blue covered miles
And though fear from unknown creeps
my heart leaps, skips beats
And in her words
her sun-ray warmth beamed
bathed and melted
pouring over her
like molten chocolate
all that is me
To hear her voice again.
Monday, April 22, 2013
A Rapier
Rapier
slender,
steely, swiftly
plunged deeply
where no one had touched, to its hilt you thrust,
embedded...
and then,
silently, without a whisper, finishing the deed,
withdrew the dripping blade
And left me to hemorrhage
our tourniquet friends to mend
slender,
steely, swiftly
plunged deeply
where no one had touched, to its hilt you thrust,
embedded...
and then,
silently, without a whisper, finishing the deed,
withdrew the dripping blade
And left me to hemorrhage
our tourniquet friends to mend
Friday, April 19, 2013
Nothing
Tossed.
Trash.
Waste.
Rubble.
Mistake.
Worthless.
Nothing.
Never.
Trash.
Waste.
Rubble.
Mistake.
Worthless.
Nothing.
Never.
Sunday, April 14, 2013
Shards
Shards of glass
shattered long ago
Lie upon my floor
Most swept-up
...all but the smallest
Yet a daily
stray cuts me
And again I bleed
and yet, not to discard
I pick them up, the shards
and though not a cup they make
piece them together,
time's glue holding
and the sun shining through a window next
refracts and throws a rainbow.
shattered long ago
Lie upon my floor
Most swept-up
...all but the smallest
Yet a daily
stray cuts me
And again I bleed
and yet, not to discard
I pick them up, the shards
and though not a cup they make
piece them together,
time's glue holding
and the sun shining through a window next
refracts and throws a rainbow.
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